Inosuke ran through the woods.
He had finally made it to the northern mountains, near the peak.
He had to get as far away as possible from the place he'd once lived.
They had all left him without a word.
He growled as he lurched forward, struggling up the mountain. He knew he had left Kurai behind, the farrow struggled to keep up. He paused, let the farrow come closer.
He had to get away.
To be free.
"Really? And what will you do then?" A voice, feminine, sounded in his mind.
It wasn't human.
A full grown boar, grey with blue eyes, climbed down from the mountain. It was Kurai! And now she was a talking boar, like him!
"Who are you?" Inosuke asked curiously.
Same shape as the other boars, but as big as he was.
"I used to be a girl." She said, pain lacing her thoughts. "Then came the heat, the anger, and I was like this. And I'm so angry all the time—"
Her voice ripped out.
"You can't change back." Inosuke finished for her. "Your a real one."—Acknowledging that he wasn't a real shapeshifter— "Your a Shapeshifter. What's your name?"
"That's not it." She responded. "After I transformed, there was nothing. No memory, no anything, just the boar. And a name."
Inosuke stared at her, trying to imagine her as a girl. As a human.
"What name."
"Yoro." The boar turned to the mountain. "Yoro of the Northern Mountain."